Shao Qing went to the room of his "son" Jia Mingxiu next.

Since he appeared in the script, he must have the intention of killing his father. Normal people wouldn't do anything to their own father, but what if the commander wasn't Jia Mingxiu's father?

Shao Qing casually rummaged through the things in the room.

His mother must be his own mother, and his father is not necessarily his own father, especially when his own mother is still cheating.

Shao Qing finished finding the bookcase of his "son" Jia Mingxiu, and then pulled his drawers one by one.

There was a medicine bottle in the drawer.

Shao Qing glanced down at the bottle and picked it up.

It was a plastic bottle with a piece of paper on it, and the words "sleeping pills" were written crudely on it.

Shao Qing unscrewed the bottle and lowered his head to smell it.

It doesn't smell like medicine.

She lifted the bottle a little higher and glanced inside.

The inside of the bottle was empty, but there was a little yellow powder on the bottom of the bottle.

Obviously, the bottle that says "sleeping pills" is not a sleeping pill inside.

Shao Qing took a picture of this evidence and opened the remaining drawers.

Several drawers were empty, and only one contained a few pieces of paper that appeared to be a document.

Shao Qing picked it up and glanced at it, and then read out the title: "Property Transfer Statement?"

This transfer statement is a statement that the commander transferred the property to his son Jia Mingxiu.

Shao Qing frowned, turned around and walked out of the house, and went to the scene of the crime.

The silicone man who played the corpse fell to the ground, and Mu Chennian was squatting beside the silicone man, checking the state of his body.

Shao Qing walked over: "Did you find anything?"

Mu Chennian had already peeled off the silicone man's wig, revealing the top of its head: "I found something useless." ”

He let go of his hand and got up from the ground: "The wound on his head was not a fall, it was struck with a heavy object." ”

Shao Qing raised his eyebrows: "Heavy objects?"

She naturally remembered the pair of utensils in the little maid's room: "There is a hammer or something in the little maid's room. ”

She shook her head again, "But there is no blood. ”

Mu Chennian spread out his hands: "Then this doesn't mean anything." ”

He walked over to his desk and began to look at the things on it: "Nothing useful." ”

Mu Chennian moved the table twice, turning the table into a mess: "There is only one list of people in the house——"

Shao Qing suddenly raised his head: "You go and see the list." ”

She crouched next to the silicone man, looking at its wound again, and casually commanded, "Look at the time I worked in the house." ”

Mu Chennian glanced at it: "Twenty years." ”

Shao Qing looked at the wound on the silicone man's head, then ripped off its clothes and took a look at its body.

There were no other signs on it.

Shaoqing stood up and walked to Mu Chennian's side: "Xiaowu has been working for twenty years?"

She tilted her head and asked, "How old is the commander's son, Jia Mingxiu?"

Mu Chennian was still rummaging through other things, and replied to him casually: "Twenty years old." ”

After he answered this, he also realized something, and looked back at Shao Qing in shock.

Mu Chennian compared the shape of a hat on his head: "What do you mean-"

"That commander was completely green?"

Shao Qing nodded: "It's not just green. ”

She glanced at the wound on the silicone man's head, shook her head, and said, "The son who has been raised for twenty years is going to kill him." ”

Shao Qingdao: "The wound on his forehead is very large, but there is very little blood, either he died before he was knocked, or he was drugged unconscious. ”

"His son, Jia Mingxiu, found a bottle of sleeping pills. ”